There are people you expect
To sexually assault you
Thugs on the street
The man on the road
Who seems to be following you
That one guy who keeps
Inviting you over
“To get high and chill”
Many times,
It’s the ones you don’t expect
Your spirit-filled pastor
Your neighbour who
Practically raised you
The help
Your not so distant cousin
Visiting for a while
The nice man who always says
“Keep the change” and calls you daughter
Your boss
When you visit
Your good friend
Who is vocal about sexual assault
And a little bit feminist
You don’t expect
To leave his house broken
